Wu Siming played until five o'clock in the afternoon and turned off his computer to cook with his sister.

"What food to eat?"

Wu Sifan turned off the TV and came over and said.

"Noodle, simple, go out and buy noodles, thin sticks, and some coriander."

Wu Siming looked at the dish in the refrigerator.

"I won't care if I buy it."

Wu Sifan stretched and went to get his coat to put it on.

"You wash dishes, or I buy vegetables and wash dishes and you cook."

Wu Siming first assigns tasks clearly, and brothers and sisters must not be vague in the allocation of housework.

"I'll play computer that night."

Wu Sifan thought to himself and said.

“OK.”

Wu Siming has no problem, go prepare the dishes.

First peel the potatoes, then take a tomato, a carrot, half a chicken leg mushroom, and a green pepper.

After cutting, stir-fry the vegetables first.

When my parents come back, they will be almost boiling water and cooking noodles.

It doesn't matter whether the two bastards cook well or not. The main thing is that they can eat a bite of hot when they come back from get off work, which is very gratifying for Liu Yumei, who has been in charge of the kitchen for more than 20 years.

“What did you eat at noon?”

Liu Yumei said while eating the steaming noodles.

“Eat outside.”

Wu Siming saw if he could ask his mother to reimburse the money.

Wu Qingping said: "Why don't you cook what you two living people do at home?"

Wu Sifan said: "My mother told me not to make it and eat it."

Liu Yumei said: "When did I say that?"

"Then we both heard it wrong."

Wu Siming took over the fact that his sister had faked the imperial edict.

"Today I'm so funny. My brother and I didn't bring any money to eat," Wu Sifan choked and said, "The money has not been given yet."

"Eat a king meal?"

Liu Yumei's face changed.

Wu Qingping also looked up at the brother and sister.

Wu Sifan said: "My brother said he would give us money tomorrow, so the person let us go."

"I'll give the money tomorrow. Don't seek such a small advantage. Be trustworthy, otherwise the road will become narrower and narrower."

Liu Yumei is a cliché.

"I didn't plan to give it to you."

Wu Siming said in his heart that his sister couldn't even keep her big deal, so he insisted on shaking it out and listening to her mother's long-winded words.

In the evening, Wu Siming discussed something with his sister.

The Internet cafe has not been very strict recently. Wu Siming wants to go to the Internet cafe to take the morning flight tomorrow morning and asks the old girl not to report the news.

If the brother goes out to surf the Internet, he won’t grab the computer at home. This is a good thing for Wu Sifan. However, Wu Sifan is worried that his brother will fall, so he still doesn’t agree. His parents are busy. She feels that as a sister, she has the responsibility to supervise his brother.

"I don't go there often, so I'll have a holiday to play. At most once a week, so I can save money as soon as possible."

Wu Siming didn't know if he should be upset or moved by his old girl.

"It's just once a week, I have to come back after the early flight."

Wu Sifan thought about it and felt that it was nothing to be able to adapt appropriately.

Wu Siming squeezed his sister's face with both hands. At least she was not soft or hard without eating oil and salt.

"Don't always squeeze my face, it's too big." Wu Sifan pushed his brother away and found the big head of the big girl with a deskmate and said, "My deskmate said that her face was often squeezed by her father when she was a child, so she was too big."

Wu Siming almost suffered internal injuries while holding his breath.

"Write your homework early during the holidays. Don't you write during the New Year now?"

Liu Yumei came in and looked at her daughter and the bastard who were playing with her cell phone.

"Write tomorrow."

Wu Siming and Wu Sifan spoke in unison.

"Take time to study, don't go into the computer all day, and I check my homework every day the day after tomorrow."

Liu Yumei glanced out.

Wu Siming contacted his best friend and asked if there were any tomorrow morning, but it was fine.

The next morning, Wu Siming got up very early and woke up at around 7 o'clock. When his parents went to work, their parents went out at 8 o'clock. Wu Siming quickly changed his clothes, changed his clothes and went out. He walked in the opposite direction of his parents like a thief, and bought a cup of soy milk and two buns. He left the community and went to the nearest Internet cafe.

The Internet cafe is indeed not so strict. It turns out that the people who set up a table at the door to check their identities have been withdrawn.

“A morning flight.”

When he arrived at the bar, Wu Siming took out ten dollars and handed it to the gateway.

"ID card."

The network administrator glanced at him.

“Not brought.”

Wu Siming said calmly.

The network administrator glanced at Wu Siming again, opened the drawer and took a ID card to brush it.

Wu Siming hasn't been to the Internet cafe for more than three months and has been a little excited.

Not long after the night flight, there were not many people in the Internet cafe. Wu Siming found a corner with no one, turned on the computer, looked down and saw something on the ground. Wu Siming bent down and picked it up.

It turned out to be fifty dollars.

Wu Siming felt that he had made a lot of money when he got up early this morning. When he saw someone losing money, Wu Siming would remind people that for such unowned fortune, Wu Siming would certainly not pick it up and hand it over to the network administrator, put the money in his pocket, and change the seats.

The computer is turned on invisible login to QQ and directly access dnf.

With full of expectations, the background music seemed to summon the warriors, activate Wu Siming's long-lost passionate blood.

When he entered the game, he heard Cialia's greetings at the first time. Wu Siming first opened the warehouse. This was the first step in each game to check equipment and items. Only then did Wu Siming notice that his warrior was carrying a wooden stick.

"I, where is the Cold Light Saber? Where is the Dragon Ridge?"

"Go to your uncle's Arad, labor and capital will no longer protect it."

Wu Siming almost vomited blood and sent a message to his best friend that he had been washed and stopped playing.

Li Fan: [Who is in our class? Yang Baoheng had a split wind blew in the abyss before, and was washed the next day.]

Xin Liao: [It's so miserable, the prison rock weapons cannot be washed, I'll fight the equipment again, I'll take you.]

Wu Siming: [No, my heart is broken. Four dragon ridges, one cold light sword, more than 300,000 gold coins. I am preparing to work hard to graduate the fifth dragon ridge, which directly broke my thoughts.]

Bai Yanlong: [That happens to be right, I'll create a room.]

【Okay, start the line of fire.】

“……”

Wu Sifan wanted to go out for a transfer in the afternoon, so she took out all her money, counted it, frowned slightly, and counted it again, it seemed that it was less, but she was not sure if she had remembered it wrongly.

You shouldn't have discovered this here, right?

Wu Sifan thought about whether to hide it in another place. After thinking about it, he counted it again, wrote down the number in his notebook, and then put the money back into his brother's mattress. If it was less next time, he would definitely be discovered by his brother, the thief.

It was time to get off the morning plane at twelve noon, and Wu Siming went to the restaurant yesterday for dinner and paid back the money.

The girl recognized Wu Siming at a glance. Although she believed that the other party would send the money, she still felt a kind of good feeling of integrity when she saw the other party paying back the money as promised.

"Are you going to high school?"

After ordering the meal, the girl asked Wu Siming with a smile.

"First year of high school," Wu Siming said: "Where is sister?"

“Soul.”

"I'm so envious, where is it?"

"Tangdu University of Science and Technology."

"sharp."

Wu Siming said in admiration.

At No. 23 Lumanxi, I have to stay at my grandmother's house for a few days before I come back during the Chinese New Year.

Wu Siming has to go back to his hometown during the Chinese New Year and has not returned until the sixth day of the first lunar month.

The two of them met before and after the Chinese New Year, and they made an appointment to visit the street on the 22nd. This may also be the last time they met this year.

On the 22nd, Wu Siming put two candy before going out.
Chapter completed!